That Sissy Man is My Husband

Changes dika.

A week later Dika was able to leave work again as usual.

I also got my bag to go to work.

Very relieved to see Dika back in activity.

"Why do you work, you say we're married, what other than not touching you I can't support you?" ask her when we wear socks the same.

"Hem. Not really, I'm just bored at home, already used to work, anyways you'll let me work" I replied

Dika looked at me astonished but he immediately stood up to turn on his motorbike.

Thank goodness he remembered how to carry the motor.

"Let me take work?" exclaiming her.

What??? since when was Dika like this.

Wait wait, I just realized Dika's voice also changed, becoming more macho?

"I also used to bring a motorcycle" I replied.

"What's? you even brought your own motor to school? uh I mean to work" cried Dika in shock.

"The reason why, from the first I always bring my own motorbike" said I.

"Hem. Why get married if you can do it yourself, freak" she grumbled.

"What the hell Dika. It's still morning, don't make a fuss" I protested.

"You're working on a swift an too?" ask her.

"Son, I work in the morning and go home in the afternoon" I replied.

I swear I'm tired of having to start all over again.

"Yes let me deliver, we go to work together if I just shift in the morning, you work again, except when I have a holiday.

If I shift tonight you bring your motorbike" he exclaimed.

"Whatever, come on, we'll be late" I exclaimed.

I have to point Dika towards my workplace.

Once there Dika gave his hand to me Salim? this is not Dika. Is he right Dika?

I stiffly welcomed her hand and kissed the back of her hand.

"His work spirit" exclaimed Dika as he waved his hand.

What is he possessed? what is half amnesia? Ah I don't have time to think about the peculiarities of Dika's attitude. I have to work now.

Dika headed for his workplace.

Her clothes are neat. The road was no longer as gurgling as usual. His voice was not spoiled, macho gave a amazed reaction to all the shops where he worked.

"Why can you change that?" ask one of the employees.

"Maybe because he's married" replied another colleague.

"Ah, it's been a year since he got married I've just seen it like this" said another employee.

"I swear, if macho is so handsome, lucky well the Mulan dapetin dika." praise them.

"Heh, work, gossip Mulu!!" pekik Rehan, employees too, friends Dika.

Hearing the commotion Dika turned towards us.

He's approaching rehan.

Coincidentally Rehan was his grapevine friend when he first worked and the same in being appointed as a permanent employee then he remembered her.

"What's Han?" tanya dika with his macho voice, immediately Dika became a lot of her secret fans.

"Eh gpp, this is me again negur girl girl is gossiping" replied Rehan.

"Oh" answered Dika briefly and then returned to his work.

"Eh Rehan since when did Dika change like that?" ask Fani.

"Change how?" rehan asked back.

"Ih you didn't see what he was like and what he is now" protested Fani.

"Hm, yes, I also just realized" replied Rehan, he even gossiped with other women.

"Huge handsome if so appearance, his body is already high and stocky" praise Fani.

"Hus, he is married, mending you seductive who is still single, like Joko hahahaa sir" chuckled rehan.

"Ihhh so evil you!!!", Fani hit Rehan's arm.

Rehan already has a girlfriend then he did not offer himself to be in gombalin, what else his girlfriend is fierce and jealous. How dare he be of the sort.

Dika and Rehan working hours to one of the food stalls.

"Don't bring supplies?" ask rehan.

"Not yet" replied Dika.

They also eat rice at the stall next to where they work.

By late afternoon Dika came home. Don't forget he's gonna pick me up.

I've been waiting for her in front of the office where I work as a cleaning service.

"You don't have a motor? let me take you home" said Farhan arrived from behind.

"Eh, no sir, I'm picked up" I replied.

"I told you if we're out of work don't call sir" Farhan protested.

"Sorry" I replied briefly.

"Who's you picking up, Dika? emh hahaaha" Farhan laughed at me. He knew I was rarely on the shuttle.

Not long after that Dika came to pick me up. Farhan surprised.

"I'm going home first sir" my saying.

Dika also greeted Farhan.

"Let's sir" exclaimed Dika then we left.

Farhan was silent to see the change. He seemed to be in disbelief, since when did Dika politely greet him.

On the way home I talked a lot with Dika

"When you know who that man is, why do you say hello?" ask me to fish.

"Don't know it, but it must be your coworker because he was standing there too. Then I say hello" replied Dika.

Thank goodness I don't remember.

"Who is he? I mean what position is there, the clothes are neat" asked dika.

"He's my boss, the owner of the company I work for" I replied.

"Ohh means not wrong dong I hit your boss earlier" said Dika.

"Do you want to go home or walk around first?" ask her.

"What do you mean?" I was confused to hear Dika's question.

"Loh, it used to be a friendly time instead of her we often travel before returning home?" said Dika.

"Well that was it" I answered.

"Yes, we've been around first and just came home" he exclaimed.

We passed round a different path.

By evening we arrived home.

I take a shower and clean the house.

There was no food, so I couldn't cook.

After the magrib prayer I met in his room.

"I'm sorry I didn't cook" I exclaimed.

"Yes, we're eating out, tomorrow we're buying groceries. Calm down ajja", he replied.

Precisely because he is like this I am not calm. We also used to be indifferent to each other. Cooking is not ordinary cooking. Because each lives on one roof.

"I'm your husband, right?" tanya Dika arrived.

"How many times do I have to say it" I replied.

"Ok, if that's it tonight serve me" he exclaimed casually.

"What?!!" I'm surprised.

Is he really Dika. I doubted it. Ah what do I think, he's really just his brains are sliding?